What's in the gallery?
We dissolve stuck and rewrite patterns. We apply radical playfulness to life (when we feel like it!), embarking on internal adventures (credo of Safety First). We have a fake band called Solved By Cake. We build invisible sanctuaries, invent words and worlds, breathe awe and wonder.
We are not impressed by monsters. Except when we are. We explore the connections between internal territories and surrounding environment to learn what marvelously supportive delicious space feels like, and how to take exquisite care of ourselves. We transform things.* We glow wild.**
* For example: Desire, fear, worry, pain-and-trauma, boundaries, that problematic word which rhymes with flaweductivity.
** Fair warning: Self-fluency has been known to lead to extremely subversive behavior, including treasuring yourself unconditionally, unapologetically taking up space, experiencing outrageously improbable levels of self-acceptance, and general rejoicing in aliveness.
What's in the gallery?
We dissolve stuck and rewrite patterns. We apply radical playfulness to life (when we feel like it!), embarking on internal adventures (credo of Safety First). We have a fake band called Solved By Cake. We build invisible sanctuaries, invent words and worlds, breathe awe and wonder.
We are not impressed by monsters. Except when we are. We explore the connections between internal territories and surrounding environment to learn what marvelously supportive delicious space feels like, and how to take exquisite care of ourselves. We transform things.* We glow wild.**
* For example: Desire, fear, worry, pain-and-trauma, boundaries, that problematic word which rhymes with flaweductivity.
** Fair warning: Self-fluency has been known to lead to extremely subversive behavior, including treasuring yourself unconditionally, unapologetically taking up space, experiencing outrageously improbable levels of self-acceptance, and general rejoicing in aliveness.
Friday Chicken #255: everything that needs to get a little softer
Where I cover the good and the hard in my week, visiting the non-preachy side of ritual and self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
This week, this week. So hard.
Well, for me.
Lots of challenge. Lots of pausing to breathe eight breaths.
What worked?
Pausing to breathe eight breaths.
Again and again and again.
Doing it with companionship.
A fellow agent. Texting a friend. The frolicsome bar (what I call our facebook page).
Body.
Setting up my day around when I get to descend to the floor for yoga and breathing.
“I don’t have to like it.”
This week I got lots of information about what I need to do in order to take care of myself.
And I did not like it. Lots of resistance, lots of frustration.
This phrase was a huge help to me.
“Okay, here’s some more information about what I need, and I don’t have to like it.”
Legitimacy. Permission. Acknowledgment.
Here’s where I’m at. I don’t have to like it. Here’s what I know. I don’t have to like it. This is how I feel. I don’t have to like it.
Next time I might…
Act in accordance with what I know to be true.
But I’m not there yet. So maybe not.
Next time I might remind myself of the consequences of not taking exquisite care of myself.
Next time I might give myself even more tenderness and compassion for the process of making changes.
Nap more.
Lots of process requires lots of rest and integration (for me), and this was one of the things that got pushed aside this week.

The hard, challenging and mysterious.
- Truth this week was simple and obvious, and I did not like it.
- Too many things.
- CAN I GET A PROGRESS REPORT ON THIS PLEASE. I do not know why it is so difficult for me to ask for information, but it is.
- Too much socialize.
- Too much input.
- Too much output.
- Too much noise.
- Too much everything.
- Realizations about how much is too much right now (apparently anything), and having to readjust.
- Sometimes being an HSP is hugely limiting.
- I had to miss a thing I’ve looked forward to for six years because I couldn’t handle the noise levels.
- I am not happy about the 15th.
- Seeing a thing I did not want to see.
- The Rose Garden. As in: the arena.
- I do not want to be doing any of the things I am doing right now.
- Seeing how much I have moved away from what I want, and not knowing if that is part of the labyrinth and actually I’m getting closer, or if I need to start again.
- Aaaaaaaauuuugh misunderstandings, they are the worst.
- Nightmares about then.
- Sadness about then.
The good, reassuring and delights.
- Truth this week was simple and obvious.
- I have a lot more information now about what I want and need in life. I don’t like it yet and I don’t have to like it, but at least I know.
- When I act in accordance with this information, things get better.
- I learned a lot about internal rules that I have that keep me from acting in accordance with this information, and this will help me undo them.
- I got to spend time with lots of people I love this week.
- Love.
- Companionship.
- Eight breaths.
- Joy and freedom are my allies.
- I ate a peach, and it was delicious. Summer. SUMMER. Delight.
- The Ballroom. It is a clue.
- An old friend came for four days and we got to reconnect.
- Strawberries in the garden.
- Deep intensity of feeling.
- Writing.
- Even though I do not do well in social situations, it turns out that if I madly adore each person involved, then it is much easier for me. There is hope. Actually, I am fine in social situations while they are happening. It is after they end that I feel exhausted and miserable.
- Dance.
- Adoration.
- Moments of pure trust.
- Questions that were the right questions.
- Idaho.
- Silence and pleasure.
- This bus is the best damn bus ever. Worth waiting for. What else in my life is worth waiting for?
- I am ready to trust my process as a human being. Yes.
Superpowers!
A superpower I had this week…
The superpower of seeing what I want and what I don’t want very, very clearly.
And a superpower I want next week.
The superpower of retreating.
Salve.
This week’s salve is the salve of softening.
Everything that needs to get a little softer just gets a little softer.
These salves can’t be seen, but the production factory has delivered enough to me to distribute by way of the magic of the internet, so help yourself. There is enough.

Playing live at the meme beach house — the Fake Band of the Week!
Background. Ez and I make up bands. Stu (retired Bolshevik-fearing voice-to-text software) once invented hanging out at the Meme Beach House“. It’s just one guy.
This week’s band is:
Schutzblech Mixer-Mixer.
They are the fender-blenders of east Germany, and they make a lot of noise.
And, not unsurprisingly, it turns out that this band is actually just one guy.

Hallo Hallo! I am saying Hallo Hallo. ANNOUNCEMENT.
I am going to recommend the Monster Coloring Book and Manual. It makes things better.
That’s it for me …
Join my Friday ritual in the comments if you feel like it. Or call silent retreat!
We let people have their own experience. We’re supportive and welcoming. And we don’t give advice (unless people specifically ask for it).
Wishing you a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day, a restful weekend and a happy week to come.
Shabbat shalom.
p.s. It’s fine if it’s not Friday anymore. There’s complete chicken amnesty — join in whenever (or not) and it’s no big deal.
Visions #205: born this way
Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very.
Each week I write these Visions of Possibility and Anticipation to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted.
I invariably discover useful information about my relationship with the thing I think I want, and with the experience of Wanting itself. Join in if you like….
What do I want?
The situation. And background.
I have been trying to write this for three days now, and I keep getting tangled up in my own frustration.
Which I guess is probably a sign that the ask this week is about that, and not the thing I think it is about.
It has to do with being a Highly Sensitive Person, and it has to do with living life with and around that.
It has to do with my desire to respect my sensitivities (because the consequences are hell), and it has to do with my recent sense of frustration about limitations, real and perceived, due to these sensitivities.
What I want, really, is a new relationship with how I take care of myself.
And a combination of peacefulness and legitimacy for the big feelings that I’m feeling right now about this.
What I want.
To move from the grief of I Don’t Get To into the freedom, release and joy of I Don’t Have To.
To acknowledge the pain.
Recognizing that I can’t be coaxed or prodded into gratitude and appreciation, ore even perspective. I have to get there in my own time and my own way. So I want patience with that, and support.
And trust. That I will find my way through and around this. That I will be able to give myself what I need, and that this feeling of helplessness and frustration will pass.
The qualities inside of the wants:
I’m keeping last week’s eight qualities, in the same order.
Trust. Release. Steadiness. Ground. Love. Receive. Miracles. Willingness.
And the superpower or sankalpa of quiet lives inside of me.
What might help?
What I got from yoga yesterday was:
There is joy and freedom in everything. Give it time to show itself. Work within what you have been given. You don’t have to like it. Just agree that this is where you’re at.
Agent White asked: “What is the flip side to this perception of restriction and limitation?”
And I wasn’t ready for the question. So maybe my wish is to become ready for that question.
What else might help?
Yoga. Breathing. Conducting. Compass. Quiet. Less.
Water. Trust. Napping. Asking. Entering. Playing. Waiting.
Emptying. Releasing.
Less. Less. Less. Less. Less.
I’m playing with…
I’m allowed to not like this. I’m allowed to have a rough time even formulating what it is that is driving me crazy about this.
If I had been born with one arm, I’d be finding ways to make this work for me. So how can I make this work for me?

What I want.
Some of these are secret agent code and some are taking a silent retreat on.
Some are qualities and some are dreams. Some are re-asks and some are pre-wishes: tiny seeds for future processing.
- A beautiful week.
- Everything I need is right here.
- Skipping all the stones.
- Showing Tino beautiful pieces of Portland.
- Writing time.
- Good news and more good news.
- Presence and play.
- Agency.
- Breathing and releasing.
- Time and space.
- Little corners of sweetness.
- Sleep like a happy baby.
Repeat-wishes
- Resting into miracles.
- Choosing quiet.
- Left-handed labyrinth.
- Perfect simple solutions, suddenly visible!
- Sound effects for my internal video game.
- Being at the 9&9, even when it isn’t nine or nine.
- Ahahaha I am an accidental genius! SOLVED.
- Well-rested: the first and best well.
- What do I need? What do I want?
- Sweet blissful steadiness.
- Things that need to exit now exit gracefully.
- Things that need to come in now are received with love.
The qualities inside of the wants:
Same as last time.
Curiosity. Shelter. Wonder. Plenty. Appreciation. Release. Sustenance. Play.
And the superpower of I see around things.
I ask for this one every week, but not bored of it yet: Seeing the secret holiness of everything.
Ways this could work.
It just can.
I’m playing with…
Joy and freedom. Writing these on the palms of my hands.

Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.
Okay, last week..
Everything I asked for last week about receiving and releasing was amazing. Many miracles and surprises.
I got some good news. Tetris was fun. Agent White and I shared yoga every single day.
And I am feeling good about everything that has been planted. Additionally I’m convinced that everything I’m having trouble with now is part of the next step of the emptying and releasing I’ve been doing. It’s all progress, even when it doesn’t feel like it.

Playing. Shelter for the comments.
What’s welcome: Your own wishes, gwishes, visions and personal ads, small or large. Updates on past ones if you like. Things sparked for your own process.
I’m receptive to warm wishes for the things I’m working on and playing with.
We ask for what we need, and we give each other space and spaciousness for the process.
This is a place of safety for creative play and exploration, with a very non-dogmatic approach. We don’t tell each other how to ask for things and we don’t give unsolicited advice. We play.
That’s it. Let’s throw a bunch of things in the pot!
As always, amnesty applies. Leave a wish here any time you want.
xox
Friday Chicken #254: try saying strawberry fields without the forever, it’s pretty much impossible
Where I cover the good and the hard in my week, visiting the non-preachy side of ritual and self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
This week had a funny shape to it.
Work days had elements of vacation, weekend was full of work. And now suddenly we’re here. Hello. Deep breath. Friday. I’m here.
What worked?
Committing to the elements without being married to the timing.
I had to move a meeting to Fake Beach Day, which meant that Fake Beach Day couldn’t happen.
So I made a clear commitment to giving myself the elements of Fake Beach Day all week.
And then I invited myself to go strawberry picking on Toozday with Roller Eclipse and Draggin Lady, and we ended up spending a lovely two hours on the beach. So there. Fake Beach Day happened anyway, and on an actual beach.
The word release.
This week had some sad goodbyes but my focus was on the experience of letting go, and that made everything sweeter.
Companionship.
Usually my yoga happens alone, but this week I shared it with Agent X from the other Agency. This was really lovely.
Next time I might…
Ask for company.
So much letting go right now.
Sometimes it’s just easier when someone else is there.
Remove myself from the situation.
Sometimes when someone else is in their stuff, it is easier to back off and breathe so that you can offer them loving steadiness, instead of jumping in and ending up in your stuff.
That is a note for myself.

The hard, challenging and mysterious.
- Still more emptying.
- Tetris: everything is moving.
- Too many moving parts
- I want to play in the park and walk in the sun, not work! Wah!
- A number so low that it should not even exist, other than as a theoretical concept for mathematicians to enjoy.
- I have three options and I prefer #3, but I think I might end up with #2.
- Sometimes not-working requires a lot of work.
- How did June get to be so full so fast?
- I want more time to play.
- Too much social.
- Oh, hormones. Are we still doing this?
- Seeing just how much these roots need nourishing.
- A disagreement-misunderstanding that needed to take its sweet time to untangle…
The good, reassuring and delights.
- EMPTYING. I’m kind of getting good at this.
- Operation Tetris is getting to be more fun. A lot more fun. Creative and freeing. Plus I now have a gorgeous mahogany dresser.
- Svevo was here! Svevo is my favorite person in the entire world, and he came for THREE WHOLE DAYS, and it was wonderful.
- Svevo and I spent two and a half hours playing in the park and doing yoga on all the playground equipment. Then we napped in the grass and the trees shared some secrets with me. I suspect it was because Svevo was there.
- Ruckus Instigator! Best nickname ever. Thank you, playmate, for bestowing it on me.
- My cousin Noah is turning out to be way more fun than I ever gave him credit for. We are co-conspirators in the best secret missions right now.
- Treehouse time.
- London Brawlin came to town to take on Wheels of Justice. It was a messy, messy bout, but fascinating to watch. And we won. So there was that.
- Strawberry picking. On Sauvie Island and in my own garden.
- Monsieur LeBlanc of the Other Agency and I had more fun this week than should be allowed. Our missions are vital and glamorous and hilarious.
- Long, slow yoga in Stompopolis every day.
- I wore short shorts in public. Take that, debilitating premenstrual body dysmorphia! You didn’t work on me this month.
- Meeting with Hope.
- I knew about Option 1 and I didn’t love it. Now I know about Option 2 and Option 3, and I am very, very excited. Especially about Option 3, but mostly about the idea that now that I have let go of the thing I thought I wanted, perfect simple solutions are showing themselves.
- Richard is the greatest friend and accomplice I could ask for. I felt appreciative of that this week.
- Happy.
Superpowers!
A superpower I had this week…
The superpower of finding the good.
And also the superpower of knowing that the missed bus was not my bus.
And a superpower I want next week.
The superpower of trusting that silence and a loving smile is both a sufficient response and a good one.
Salve.
This week’s salve is the salve of things that didn’t make sense before are clear now. When you put it on, suddenly you know why you bought that purple sweater, and you love yourself for having done it instead of wondering what was wrong with you.
This salve smells a bit of clove and mystery.
Sometimes the things that didn’t make sense are clear and you don’t know why they’re clear, you just feel better about everything. And sometimes you see how all the pieces fit together. It is a very comforting salve.
These salves can’t be seen, but the production factory has delivered enough to me to distribute by way of the magic of the internet, so help yourself. There is enough.

Playing live at the meme beach house — the Fake Band of the Week!
Background. Ez and I make up bands. Stu (retired Bolshevik-fearing voice-to-text software) once invented hanging out at the Meme Beach House“. It’s just one guy.
This week’s band is:
Renewable Wow
Light, fun, pop. They sound like bubblegum.
And it’s actually just one guy.

Hallo Hallo! I am saying Hallo Hallo. ANNOUNCEMENT.
The Sail of Emptying. We’re dropping five products from the online store. They’re available through the 11th, which is really soon, and then they’re gone.
That’s it for me …
Join my Friday ritual in the comments if you feel like it. Or call silent retreat!
We let people have their own experience. We’re supportive and welcoming. And we don’t give advice (unless people specifically ask for it).
Wishing you a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day, a restful weekend and a happy week to come.
Shabbat shalom.
p.s. It’s fine if it’s not Friday anymore. There’s complete chicken amnesty — join in whenever (or not) and it’s no big deal.
June, 2013. We embark.
May is napping now because we are in June. Naptime for May until next year when May is new and I am new and we meet again. Sweet dreams.
I will whisper my farewells in your ear as I set off on the adventure of June.
And I remind myself that this June is new.
Last June…
Last June I wrote an over-the-top love letter to June, which might be — still — the most Havi thing ever written.
Last June was the beginning with a new love affair with summer. And with the word LUSCIOUS.
I am pleased to report backwards to me-of-one-year-ago that we have fully integrated lusciousness as a part of who we are.
That was June last year. Over. The. Top.
This June is calmer, steadier. Still full of love and heat and fragrance. Still fresh with possibility. But there is more stillness, more pausing to breathe. I’m glad I was there, and now I’m glad to be here.
Thank you, May. Thank you for….
- Home.
- The strong diamond force field that emerged from April’s mad diamond caper.
- Trust and steadiness. Every day, sometimes only for moments and sometimes for long stretches of time.
- The Vicarage.
- True friends. Deep heart sighs for Colleen the Signmaker and Amy the Fairy Doctor, who provided refuge, listening and deep crazy love when I needed it the most.
- Discovering what I want to do with my life. Hahahahahahaha, yes it is related to Quitting Grad School even though I’m not in grad school and I wasn’t sure what grad school even meant.
- Figuring out what grad school is. Now I know.
- Making peace with something painful, and letting it become something less painful.
- Surrender.
- Emptying.
- Joyful reunions.
- 40 Hour extra-silent silent retreat with a fellow agent in Agency.
- Last month’s Deep Unnerving Love turned into Deep Peaceful Glowing Love.
- Operation Tetris and the Newly-New Sweet Reconfiguring.
- Perfect simple solutions.
- Sinking to the floor, every day, and breathing.
And also the things that were hard.
There were hard things in May that turned out to be useful, and are still turning out to be useful, even if I did not enjoy them.
Like not knowing. Like restriction and constraint. Like letting go of a dream that meant everything to me. Like finding out what grad school was and knowing that I needed to quit and having so much grief about that ending.
Emptying emptying emptying. Experiencing what empty is like.
Thank you, May.

Come in, June! What I want from June.
- Writing.
- Getting even quieter.
- Outdoors as much as possible.
- Barefoot on the sand.
- Hello, you are my ally, let’s play.
- This can be so much easier than I think.
- I trust my process. This is right.
- Wait, this is funny!
- Release and receive. Receive and release.
- Quitting grad school is paying off so hard!
Wishes I keep from May.
- I take exquisite care of myself within the day to day of life.
- I smile at doorways, flirt with fountains, delight in noticing the aliveness of being alive.
- A reconfiguration of how I work. This needs to happen with a kind of peaceful, mild, gentleness please.
- Practice: Deep blissful steadiness and the seven wells.
- Empty, replenish, play some more.
A compass of qualities for June.
Trust. Plenty. Laughter. Delight. Firm footing. Calm. Agency. Reverberation.
Superpowers for June.
Expansiveness.
Boltholes and hiding places everywhere.
Recognizing miracles.
Laughing at everything.
Looking at the Stompopolis calendar now…

This month’s quality: SHELTER.
So basically the thing I need more than anything else right now.
Past-me was so smart to plant that for this month.
And the superpower of Steady Replenishing.
Yes, please. This is what I will play with at Stompopolis every day.
Naming the moon.
A tradition I borrowed from Waverly. More about how I do it.
The Moon of Emptying With Love and Filling With Love.
Also the Moon of Strawberries.
That’s this month’s moon. For me. You can have your own moon, obviously.
What I’m listening to this month.
I’m trying to part
with what’s in my heart
You heard me say I’m going away
I’m on the floor outside your door

May it be so.
Sleep tight, May. You were full of miracles and love, and a lot of tears and a lot of smiles. Goodbye what-is-done. Thank you.
June. Come here, honey. Let’s sail away together and see what happens.
Want to play?
You can deposit notes, wishes, superpowers or whatever you like for your month here. We are not dogmatic about ritual: play any way you like.
We make this safe space by not telling each other what to do, how to be or how to feel. We make room for each other.
Wishing you a June that is full of all the good things.
Visions #204: release and receive or maybe receive and release, but ideally both, possibly even at the same time.
Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very.
Each week I write these Visions of Possibility and Anticipation to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted.
I invariably discover useful information about my relationship with the thing I think I want, and with the experience of Wanting itself. Join in if you like….
What do I want?
The situation. And background.
So last week was the week of emptying and emptying. This is next piece. Release and receive. Receive and release.
The two things I find the hardest or most challenging. Why not.
Come on, they’re here. So let’s play.
The first thing I want is to stop retelling (or believing in) the story about how These Are Things I’m Not Good At. Or These Are The Things Currently Kicking My Ass.
I want to meet them (hello, releasing! hello, receiving!) like playmates, or old friends I haven’t seen in a while. To approach with love, curiosity, wonder, awe and delight.
What I want.
To deepen my relationship with release and receiving, receiving and releasing.
And to remember. This time around we’re in INTENTIONAL relationship. This something that is conscious, something I choose.
Now is not then.
I want to pay attention to the relationship between receiving and releasing. To test hypotheses. Do I find it is true — for me, right now — that the more I release, the easier it is to receive? The more I empty, the easier to replenish?
Do I find it is true — for me, right now — that as I get better at receiving, the easier it is to let go and empty out?
Is the inhalation easing the exhalation? Does exhale sweeten inhale?
And I want to practice this in ways that are pleasurable and intriguing, not terrifying and overwhelming.
The qualities inside of the wants:
Hahahaha! I just looked at the qualities I named last week when I was working on Emptying, and guess what. Release and Receive. Right there. I asked for these last week and didn’t realize how important they were going to be, and also forgot about them until now.
Release was the second quality (northeast on the compass) and receive was the fifth (southwest). That is so so so funny and perfect.
You know what? Let’s keep last week’s eight qualities, in the same order.
Trust. Release. Steadiness. Ground. Love. Receive. Miracles. Willingness.
And let’s go with the superpower or sankalpa of My Roots Are Well Nourished.
What might help?
Writing about this.
Ooh funny story, I was sitting in the park this weekend with my notebook, and wrote the following:
“Remember when you had the dream about how quitting grad school made everything better but then you woke up and didn’t know what grad school was supposed to be? And then you figured it out and now you’re quitting grad school. Well, the new thing that is coming is a long-term self-guided self-study in receiving. So start receiving the things that are waiting to be received.”
And then suddenly there was a bicycle next to me, and it was Agent W with a present for me from his sister.
Anyway. Writing. In the park. More of that.
What else might help?
- Practice receiving, practice releasing.
- Receive things like compliments. Receive things in the form of using or availing myself of gifts that have already been given to me.
- Release through moving things out.
- Release through water.
- Receive through pleasure, receive through silence.
- Release through going into the conducting vault and breathing trust.
- Release through trust.
- Talk to slightly future me about why this is important and useful. Find out what she knows.
- Use the Sail of Emptying as practice for both releasing and receiving, and for appreciation for what has come before.
Anything else?
I will receive the gifts of June. Including sun and strawberries.
And release the things that are done.
I’m playing with…
Trusting that anything I do this week is related to this, even if it doesn’t seem to be. Fractal flowers everywhere.

What I want.
Some of these are secret agent code and some are taking a silent retreat on.
Some are qualities and some are dreams. Some are re-asks and some are pre-wishes: tiny seeds for future processing.
- More wishes in glass bottles.
- Tetris is fun.
- Skipping all the stones.
- There is time for what I need.
- Connections! Connections!
- Good news from Hope.
- Presence and play.
- Oh man, I’m so glad it turned out like this. THE BEST. <-- I want to be able to say this about all kinds of things.
- Long, slow, sweet yoga. With fellow agents.
- Plenty of what I need, in a way that I can appreciate.
- Even more perfect, simple solutions. Readily available.
- Really great surprises.
Repeat-wishes
- Resting into miracles.
- Information for rendezvous with Agent Wilkinson.
- Choosing quiet.
- Left-handed labyrinth.
- Perfect simple solutions, suddenly visible!
- Sound effects for my internal video game.
- Being at the 9&9, even when it isn’t nine or nine.
- Ahahaha I am an accidental genius! SOLVED.
- Well-rested: the first and best well.
- What do I need? What do I want?
- Sweet blissful steadiness.
- Things that need to exit now exit gracefully.
- Things that need to come in now are received with love.
The qualities inside of the wants:
Same as last time. These are working for me. And look, there’s release again.
Curiosity. Shelter. Wonder. Plenty. Appreciation. Release. Sustenance. Play.
And the superpower of this is the most fun game ever.
I ask for this one every week, but not bored of it yet: Seeing the secret holiness of everything.
Ways this could work.
It just can.
I’m playing with…
Following the clues. Letting each piece have value and meaning.

Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.
Okay, last week..
Last week I asked for help with emptying, and yes. SO MUCH EMPTYING. It was great.
Also asked for a new lease and emptying through talking to Hope. Both of those: thumbs up.
Some other things are still percolating, I might want to revisit them later.
And the main cool thing is that I asked for the superpower of things sliding into place, and that was the best. I was able to experience that happening in bits and pieces this week, and wow.
Thank you, last-week-me. You had good instincts.
Also! The Sail of Emptying is still happening. Five products are disappearing from the shop but you can get them through the 11th. So this week.

Playing. Shelter for the comments.
What’s welcome: Your own wishes, gwishes, visions and personal ads, small or large. Updates on past ones if you like. Things sparked for your own process.
I’m receptive to warm wishes for the things I’m working on and playing with.
We ask for what we need, and we give each other space and spaciousness for the process.
This is a place of safety for creative play and exploration, with a very non-dogmatic approach. We don’t tell each other how to ask for things and we don’t give unsolicited advice. We play.
That’s it. Let’s throw a bunch of things in the pot!
As always, amnesty applies. Leave a wish here any time you want.
xox